[Intro: WB Nutty & Nbhd Nick]
Ooh
Let's keep this shit, my n***a
Yeah
Yeah (Okay)
I just had a—, uh

[Verse 1: Nbhd Nick]
I just had a son, he won't be a bastard (Ah, no he won't)
My girl told me come home, she bein' dramatic (She bein' dramatic)
I got friends makin' millions off of plastic (Run it up)
Oh, the bank saw the money's in the cabinets (Ooh, yeah)
Told her set the tone
I've been runnin' road, baby, but I'm coming home (But I'm coming, ooh, yeah)
I'ma get it gone
I done made a hundred thousand off these vocal chords
I done made a hundred thousand but I need some more
I done threw so much money, I can't see the floor
Sugar, trap gettin' smacked, now I'm special ed
Bro addicted to the trap, now he in the feds (Free the guys)
Bet I run it up (Bet I run it up)
So much paper, when I count, I get my thumb cut (Get my thumb cut, yeah)
Told her get it done (Get it done)
Took my baby to Dior, she came back with a butt

[Verse 2: WB Nutty]
I need a million dollars, but that shit ain't enough
I tried to keep her humble, but they know I'm the one
[?] mamas fuckin', they know I'm papered up
They do that shit to them, but they don't play with us
I got n***as playin' it crazy with no license on the road
I just did a cool dub but I could really go for more
I changed the prices on the blow, everybody want two-fifty
I get iTunes money but I still miss the dealing
I still miss the smack, blow, pills in the blender
I make songs about the road 'cause that's just how I move the killing
I'm talkin' topside pictures, bundled-up cut
441 Daisy Lane, I'm stayin' for a month
I'm talkin' topside pictures, bundled-up cut
441 Daisy Lane, I'm stayin' for—
I'm talkin', yeah, I'm stayin' for
I'm talkin' 441
Ayy, F what you heard, n***a